Quotes About Travel

Grandpapa doesn't want to lose Nelly," Eliza said. "Grandpapa is only aware of the trail of belongings Nelly has lost on this trip and thinks she had better wait before she loses her heart, too," he retorted.

He could travel in his mind, though. He did it all the time.

For as long as she could remember, Frances's parents has told her stories about England. But when she got there, the real England wasn't like the stories at all.

Annie, I hope you and your brother have a safe trip in your magic tree house," said Mr.

The spirits can only travel in straight lines," said the scholar.

I wish we could go there," he said. The wind started to blow. Jack looked out one last time at the Chinese couple. They seemed to be glowing like stars.

Every mode of travel has its signature mental aberration.

the Isle of Wight, with occasional visits to

Beautiful, Glorious Scotland, has spoilt me for every other country.

Our career is a dream. I mean, we get to act, travel around the world, and meet cool people. What's not to love!

Look, Lumawoo! We are packing for our trip.

Lumawoo? Are we there yet?

Travelers never think that they are the foreigners.

British astronomer royal Richard Woolley, who in 1956 said, "All this talk about space travel is utter bilge, really."10 Yuri Gagarin was the first human to orbit the earth just five years later.

Quand je panique la mécanique de mon cœur déraille au point que je me prends pour une locomotive à vapeur dont les roues décollent dans les virages. Je voyage sur les rails de ma propre peur. De quoi ai-je peur ? De toi, enfin de moi sans toi.

I had one companion. He was a teacher from the Ukraine who spoke English so we could communicate a bit. I learnt a few Russian words, but it was hard to concentrate.

Light travels halfway around the world while darkness is still putting on its shoes.

Days and months are travellers of eternity. So are the years that pass by. Those who steer a boat across the sea, or drive a horse over the earth till they succumb to the weight of years, spend every minute of their lives travelling. There are a great number of ancients, too, who died on the road. I myself have been tempted for a long time by the cloud-moving wind - filled with a strong desire to wander.

Sick while traveling dream of a withered field wandering around

To talk casually About an iris flower Is one of the pleasures Of the wandering journey.

English? Who needs that? I'm never going to England.

A problem with living in the twenty-first century..... we are made to feel poor on thirty thousand pounds a year. To feel poorly travelled if we have only been to ten other countries. To feel old if we have a wrinkle. To feel ugly if we aren't photo shopped and filtered.

You could eat in the finest restaurants, you could partake in every sensual pleasure, you could sing on stage in São Paulo to twenty thousand people, you could soak up whole thunderstorms of applause, you could travel to the ends of the Earth, you could be followed by millions on the internet, you could win Olympic medals, but this was all meaningless without love.

The way out of your mind is via the world.